It's in the Mail

You know the saying, right?

The check’s in the mail.

Well, there are times this isn’t a brush off, and one of those times happened to me yesterday.

Mixed in with the junk I retrieved from my mailbox yesterday was an envelope that held the money I made for selling something I wrote.

I’ve done many things in my life to earn money—all legal, I might add—but this certainly beats them all.

I wish I could bottle what that felt like. (I have every intention of repeating the process so many times I forget that first-time feeling.)

Now, I suppose I’ll need to be certain not to spend it all in one place!